All of that, my dear, will be covered by rosemary, snow and sedge

When the competitive year ends, when the floor and stands are emptied, and the lights of the largest Serbian hall are turned off, what remains in history - the memory of the battles that were fought, the moments when it seemed that strength was running out, but also those quiet, decisive victories in one's own head, in the dressing room, on the field. That's why this title is a reflection of a path on which there were no shortcuts, on which there were many